You...
You ought to know, that despite your meddling, Java finally made it to The Bin. He won't last long now.
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And what was the thought behind your attempt to transfer Java's site to to Midi? Did you think it would save him?
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It's his choice to delete anyway, so you should have just let him. Don't you respect his decision? You're brighter than this.
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Hello? Hello?
She slaps the top of one of Wes's monitors.
...It wasn't, though. Your viruses bullied him into logging off. He wouldn't have wanted to delete without your intervention.
No. His kind of site is worthless. I only helped him realize it sooner.
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Fortunately for us, it worked out that you were too late. We needed more viruses at Midi's site after all.
That should crush his motivation to write any more slanderous songs about me. Was that supposed to be synthpop? Juvenile.
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As a reminder, Space only needs useful sites, useful people and useful talent...
And who so far do you even consider "useful"!? Everyone's going to... leave.
Then let them all log off. I have no use for them.
Are you being serious?!
You seem annoyed. You need to re-evaluate your attitude and get back to work.
And before you forget, I updated your calendar. I expect you to abide by the schedule this time.